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Through the Mirror Through the Mirror
When I look in the mirror
I see a girl with wavy reddish hair
And big brown eyes.
I see a girl, in her favorite sweatshirt,
Her favorite jeans, and boots.
But when I look into the girls eyes,
I see much more than that;
A girl with hopes and dreams.
A dream to graduate high school,
A dream to go to college.
A dream to maybe be a journalist,
Or perhaps an artist.
I look even further into her eyes,
And see more and even bigger dreams than before.
A dream to grow up,
A dream to get married.
A dream to start a family.
That's when I realize
I was looking at myself
The entire time.
The Next Time The Next Time
My, now I wonder when is
The next time we will meet.
At last I see you;
I hope you will sweep me off my feet,
That you will run your fingers
Through my hair
Then give me a sweet kiss
And be glad I'm finally there.
Ch. 1 - There We MetChapter 1
There We Met
That was the first time I saw him. I was sitting there, halfway up in the bleachers, at Pasadena High Schools first varsity home game of the season. At that minute, I had been reading my book, getting bored with the game. All of a sudden, there was a ton of commotion on the field, and, naturally, I looked up. Then, I saw him. He looked right at me, right into my eyes, and smiled at me. I had never met him before, let alone seen him before. How could have this total stranger been smiling at me? Im not that pretty. And Im kind of a nerd, too. Im positive my hair was frizzy at the time, as I took a shower right before the game and had no time to blow it out. My hair and eyes are such a dull color too, both a dull brown. I didnt under stand how he, a super hot guy, could be smiling at me, of all people.
The mystery man stopped for a few seconds at the bottom of the bleachers, staring at me intently. I tried to ignore him and his s
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
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